Powerful figures descended on Mount Tai in droves: Old Ape and the other leaders of the Ten Great Sects, mighty figures who had claimed famous mountains without founding sects, and lone wanderers.
Government soldiers also mobilized in large numbers. They rolled out all manner of large-scale destructive weapons, while forbidden weapons were secretly trained on the mountain.
They were not looking for a chance to strike from the shadows. It was a precaution.
Dozens of kings of the Shackle Realm had gathered on Mount Tai. Even the weakest among them, human or beast, had torn through five shackles.
Together, they represented seventy or eighty percent of the top-tier power on this land.
If nothing happened, all would be well. If something did, the upheaval would be enormous. Its effects could spread far and wide, even overturning the existing order.
The Government was deeply worried.
As for using this gathering to wipe out the powerful figures in one fell swoop, that was out of the question. No one would do such a thing.
For one thing, some of those gathered belonged to the Government. It could hardly kill its own pillars.
And even if it resorted to violence, it probably could not kill them all.
Let one or two escape, and the resulting trouble would leave it tearing its hair out.
Besides, this was Mount Tai, the foremost sacred mountain, home to the greatest opportunities. No one wanted to destroy it.
After reaching Mount Tai, the mighty ones did not see Chu Feng or his companions. But with certain unusual tracking methods, it was no secret that all six had entered the deepest part of the mist.
The mighty ones gathered on Jade Emperor Peak and gazed into the depths of the mist, their eyes glinting.
"Chu Feng and the others